My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
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Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Gigi had talked on the phone with Wynn but had not met him until Wednesday. The two arranged a luncheon at an out-of-the-way diner to avoid the possibility of anyone we know spotting her. Only five other customers were there at the time. She found him interesting and attractive. I wouldn’t say they’re entirely compatible in every way. She laughed when he mentioned a couple of political comments contrary to her very conservative views; she said she didn’t agree with either position, but the conflict didn’t bother either of them. She described him as a “big guy,” at least three inches taller than her 5’11”. As a medical professional, he has already had his Covid vaccinations. Although still in his thirties, his dark brown hair is noticeably thinning. He isn’t overweight but at least fifteen pounds heavier than what she thinks a physician would consider the ideal body mass index. That works for Gigi; she likes big guys.
She told me she would have been more forthcoming about herself and our agreement she can fuck other men under normal circumstances, but her regular guys take up almost all her time for extramarital sex. She could probably handle another if she had no social life; but in her circumstances that doesn’t work for her.
When Wynn had first asked our friend Liz if she knew other women whose husbands would agree to their wives dating others, Liz told him, “I might.” She phoned my wife and asked if she was interested in meeting him, but she didn’t affirm that I knew and would approve. Gigi decided not to tell him, which caused him to think she was cheating. She said to me that if she had confessed our lifestyle, he most likely would expect her to be available often. She told him her work and married life wouldn’t allow her the time to see him more than every couple of months or so.
They talked across the table in the diner’s most distant booth, but their conversation mostly centered on where each was from and non-sexual experiences from that past. He didn’t ask for her last name or cell phone number; instead, she told him she would call him when she had free time to see him. Gigi learned from bank records he is a customer at the bank; but she didn’t tell him where she worked or what she does for living. Because she works at the bank’s top floor, there is virtually no chance he would ever encounter her there. When they departed the restaurant, she glanced down to find his dick was stiff and straining in his slacks; she smiled, wondering if the waitress had noticed.
She told him her husband was be out of town and she could meet him after work Friday at his place. She phoned Friday morning to confirm the time and was told they would need to reschedule for 7:30 that night as a result of a last minute appointment.
When I arrived home Friday at five, she was at our master bath’s counter, just out of the shower and wrapped in a towel. She smiled a greeting and told me of the time change when she was to meet him at his apartment. I asked when I might get to meet him. She said, “Like, never. I don’t want him knowing that much about us.” She turned her head and said, “Get naked and pick out an outfit for me.” She isn’t really the bossy type but knows I love doing that.
As a dutiful husband, I stripped and neatly folded my shirt and hung my slacks in the closet. Because she had carried a white purse that day, I chose her short white skirt and black leather, low-heeled boots that come to just below her knees. She recently purchased a white blouse with a plunging neckline and slits at each side of the long sleeves that extend from the shoulder to the cuff. What sets the blouse apart is a sewn-on, white neckband.
As I laid all those onto the bed, she glanced aside, nodded her approval, and said, “Get my white trench coat and gloves. And lay your keys alongside those. I’m taking your car tonight instead of mine.” I didn’t ask why, but she has done that before; hers is a distinctive sports car and more noticeable than my rather ordinary sedan when parked at another man’s residence.
She set the hair dryer aside, hooked her bra, and strode into the bedroom. She wasn’t wearing panties. I pulled her blouse over her head. She stepped into the skirt I was holding for her. She sat in our corner chair and said, “Pull on my boots for me.” I knelt and complied, buckling each strap. I looked up as she stood from the chair. My dick swelled at the awareness the dick of a man I didn’t know was soon to be inside my wife. I gasped, “You look amazing. I want him to fuck you so good tonight.” She grinned and said in a teasing tone, “Even if he doesn’t, I’ll fuck him good. Wish you could be there, but I’m sure you can imagine it all while you’re jerking.”
Spreading her legs as I knelt before her, she grasped each side of her skirt, hiked it up to her hips, and whispered sensuously, “There’s one more thing to do for me. You know what that is.”
Shivering, I nodded my acknowledgement and my mouth covered her mound. Her hands gripped my head as my tongue lashed her warm clitoris in all directions. Gigi won’t allow me to fuck her before a date, but she considers my oral manipulations as an aspect of prepping for another man. She shuddered and moaned, “Oh yeah, that’s it! You do this so well.”
Well, I try. I always want everything to be just right for her. In my view, she isn’t just a hotwife; she’s a hotter wife. Within in a minute, she thrust her groin hard against my face and muttered, “I’m gonna cum.” Her fingernails dug into my scalp as she climaxed with a shout. Coming down from the high, she said, “I think I’m ready for him now.” She smoothed out her skirt, picked up her purse and turned for the door.
My cock was stiff as the wooden ruler atop my desk. Naked, I followed her to the living room. Without looking back, she said as she walked out the door to our garage, “I’ll phone you when I’m pulling into the parking space and again tomorrow on my way home.” I watched and stroked my rigid tool at the front bay window. She backed my car onto the street and drove away. My eyes rolled as I jerked off madly.
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I lay in bed naked when the phone rang at nine-fifteen that night. I hadn’t expected the caller to be Gigi. She said, “Are you in a hotel?” I recognized the question as a ruse for the reason she had told him I was to be out of town. I responded, “Yeah, wish you were here.” She said, for his benefit, “I didn’t know if you might call home, but I’m at the residence of a woman and her husband from the club. Just wanted to check and make sure you didn’t plan to come home early.” We talked as if I was actually out of town two or three minutes. I then told her I didn’t want to keep her away from the “woman and her husband,” and we signed off.
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She arrived home Saturday a bit after 1:00 p.m. I drove her to Croftfield Café, a rustic eatery at the base of the nearest mountain. Having missed the breakfast and lunch crowd, she and I were the restaurant’s only customers at that hour.
Upon returning home, we lay in bed. I turned on the bedside recorder as her previous night’s story unfolded. For the reason of her late return, I correctly assumed it must have been a good night for both. She laughed at my remark, saying, “I lose time when fucking.” She had recently offered a reason I hadn’t before heard about why she eagerly continues having sex with other men. I suppose I should have learned that long ago. She said at those times it’s like leaving the planet and everything on it behind. All work or other concerns disappear during sex. With me, it’s enjoyable; but she has often told me that if it wasn’t more fun with someone she doesn’t live with, there would be no point in doing it at all. I understand that. The excitation in marital sex always wanes after a time. When another man is fucking her, nothing else is on her mind.
My wife’s excitation intensified the closer she got to his place. She pulled into the apartment complex’s parking lot a half hour after leaving our home. He greeted her at the door, closed the room’s drapes, and they talked for fifteen minutes. He told her, “You’re breathtaking.”
Their first topic was about Ben and Liz, who had referred him to my wife; and then, by telling him a few non-identifiable personal matters, she led him into talking about his past, his feelings, what insecurities he had ever felt, and how he has changed since childhood. That’s rather common for Gigi; she has learned the sex is always better if each understands the other in the most personal ways. He made no effort to hide his stiff dick, which had swollen to full measure beneath his jeans.
Wynn leaned closer and kissed her fully on the lips. His fingers slipped beneath her blouse and caressed a breast. No words passed between them. Pushing the blouse higher, he bent to suckle a nipple. His hand crept up her thigh until reaching my wife’s treasure. Moaning, she unzipped his fly and curled her fist around his cock. When he broke away, she leaned to his lap to take his rod into her mouth. Her head bobbed furiously onto his manhood.
He said, “Thank you,” and she pulled away so he wouldn’t yet eject his sperm. He knelt on the floor as she sat on the couch, parted her legs, and licked her clit. Gigi’s body shimmied at the sensation. She pleaded, “Fuck me.” He stood and led her to the hallway. Their clothes fell away along the path to his bedroom.
I was stiff and stroking by the time she got this far in her story. And, as I often do - although she isn’t fond of my asking in the middle of her stories - I inquired, “How big is he?” She giggled and said, “Bigger dick all around than you. Not as big as my boss. And it doesn’t shrink easily when he finishes.”
My wife lay on her back and spread her legs as he went down on her for several minutes. Her hips urgently rotated, rose, and fell as he tongued her cunt. She squealed as an oncoming orgasm raced through her body. His tongue rolled rapidly about her clitoris and she screamed in a mind-blowing climax.
Crawling between her legs, he gripped his cock and guided its head to the mouth of her cunt. She cried out, “Oh yes!” His torpedo sank into her channel. My wife wrapped her legs around his thighs as he jack-hammered her pussy. Each moaned and sighed as they fucked. She experienced the explosion of a second climax and sobbed uncontrollably as rivulets of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She guesses he went on for fifteen minutes before warning with a grunt, “I’m going to cum inside you.” She responded, “Yes! Please.” I don’t get it, but she claims she could feel his spurting jizz as he was cumming. Tightening her cunt, she gyrated her hips to drain the last droplets.
Her descriptive account captivated me. Gigi paused in her narrative and I crawled atop her. She moaned as my cock entered her opening. I fucked her slowly at first but increased in tempo as she went on with her tale – and soon would be cumming amid groans and whimpers.
They talked a few minutes until Gigi fell asleep. She was awakened some hours later as he rolled her to her knees and entered her cunt from the rear. She doesn’t think he ejaculated but was slamming into her for what seemed a long and pleasurable time.
Theirs was a particularly passionate night. My wife almost always awakens at 5:30 but didn’t wake up that morning until around eight. She crawled atop him and rode his cock like a cowgirl on an untamed bull. Both were soon cumming hard with blissful moans. They lay in bed a long time, kissing, cuddling, and talking. She declined his offer to fix breakfast. She told him she should be going soon, that her husband planned to return from his “trip” around two p.m.
As she was leaving, she told him to anticipate as much as a couple of months before she would be again calling him for another romp. He walked her to the car and was still watching from the apartments’ parking lot when she turned the corner toward home.
As she wound down her story, I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept well the previous night. Gigi gave me a full body rubdown and I dozed off by the time she had worked her way up to my shoulders. Upon waking up a couple hours later, she was still in bed, her elbow bent as she propped her head onto a hand. She said, “I liked your reaction to my little narrative. I often say I don’t believe you when you claim ‘it was good for me as for you.’ But I think it really was this time.
I said, “It was. Just as good for me as for you.” She laughed at that.
This morning, we skipped church. We took a shower together, dressed, and drove to the City Park to feed the ducks. That’s also as good for me as it is for the ducks. We’re now home; she’s working on some bank project in our bedroom, and I’ll be catching up on a project I had begun at the office. I thought this was a pretty good weekend.
~ Des
She told me she would have been more forthcoming about herself and our agreement she can fuck other men under normal circumstances, but her regular guys take up almost all her time for extramarital sex. She could probably handle another if she had no social life; but in her circumstances that doesn’t work for her.
When Wynn had first asked our friend Liz if she knew other women whose husbands would agree to their wives dating others, Liz told him, “I might.” She phoned my wife and asked if she was interested in meeting him, but she didn’t affirm that I knew and would approve. Gigi decided not to tell him, which caused him to think she was cheating. She said to me that if she had confessed our lifestyle, he most likely would expect her to be available often. She told him her work and married life wouldn’t allow her the time to see him more than every couple of months or so.
They talked across the table in the diner’s most distant booth, but their conversation mostly centered on where each was from and non-sexual experiences from that past. He didn’t ask for her last name or cell phone number; instead, she told him she would call him when she had free time to see him. Gigi learned from bank records he is a customer at the bank; but she didn’t tell him where she worked or what she does for living. Because she works at the bank’s top floor, there is virtually no chance he would ever encounter her there. When they departed the restaurant, she glanced down to find his dick was stiff and straining in his slacks; she smiled, wondering if the waitress had noticed.
She told him her husband was be out of town and she could meet him after work Friday at his place. She phoned Friday morning to confirm the time and was told they would need to reschedule for 7:30 that night as a result of a last minute appointment.
When I arrived home Friday at five, she was at our master bath’s counter, just out of the shower and wrapped in a towel. She smiled a greeting and told me of the time change when she was to meet him at his apartment. I asked when I might get to meet him. She said, “Like, never. I don’t want him knowing that much about us.” She turned her head and said, “Get naked and pick out an outfit for me.” She isn’t really the bossy type but knows I love doing that.
As a dutiful husband, I stripped and neatly folded my shirt and hung my slacks in the closet. Because she had carried a white purse that day, I chose her short white skirt and black leather, low-heeled boots that come to just below her knees. She recently purchased a white blouse with a plunging neckline and slits at each side of the long sleeves that extend from the shoulder to the cuff. What sets the blouse apart is a sewn-on, white neckband.
As I laid all those onto the bed, she glanced aside, nodded her approval, and said, “Get my white trench coat and gloves. And lay your keys alongside those. I’m taking your car tonight instead of mine.” I didn’t ask why, but she has done that before; hers is a distinctive sports car and more noticeable than my rather ordinary sedan when parked at another man’s residence.
She set the hair dryer aside, hooked her bra, and strode into the bedroom. She wasn’t wearing panties. I pulled her blouse over her head. She stepped into the skirt I was holding for her. She sat in our corner chair and said, “Pull on my boots for me.” I knelt and complied, buckling each strap. I looked up as she stood from the chair. My dick swelled at the awareness the dick of a man I didn’t know was soon to be inside my wife. I gasped, “You look amazing. I want him to fuck you so good tonight.” She grinned and said in a teasing tone, “Even if he doesn’t, I’ll fuck him good. Wish you could be there, but I’m sure you can imagine it all while you’re jerking.”
Spreading her legs as I knelt before her, she grasped each side of her skirt, hiked it up to her hips, and whispered sensuously, “There’s one more thing to do for me. You know what that is.”
Shivering, I nodded my acknowledgement and my mouth covered her mound. Her hands gripped my head as my tongue lashed her warm clitoris in all directions. Gigi won’t allow me to fuck her before a date, but she considers my oral manipulations as an aspect of prepping for another man. She shuddered and moaned, “Oh yeah, that’s it! You do this so well.”
Well, I try. I always want everything to be just right for her. In my view, she isn’t just a hotwife; she’s a hotter wife. Within in a minute, she thrust her groin hard against my face and muttered, “I’m gonna cum.” Her fingernails dug into my scalp as she climaxed with a shout. Coming down from the high, she said, “I think I’m ready for him now.” She smoothed out her skirt, picked up her purse and turned for the door.
My cock was stiff as the wooden ruler atop my desk. Naked, I followed her to the living room. Without looking back, she said as she walked out the door to our garage, “I’ll phone you when I’m pulling into the parking space and again tomorrow on my way home.” I watched and stroked my rigid tool at the front bay window. She backed my car onto the street and drove away. My eyes rolled as I jerked off madly.
* * * * *
I lay in bed naked when the phone rang at nine-fifteen that night. I hadn’t expected the caller to be Gigi. She said, “Are you in a hotel?” I recognized the question as a ruse for the reason she had told him I was to be out of town. I responded, “Yeah, wish you were here.” She said, for his benefit, “I didn’t know if you might call home, but I’m at the residence of a woman and her husband from the club. Just wanted to check and make sure you didn’t plan to come home early.” We talked as if I was actually out of town two or three minutes. I then told her I didn’t want to keep her away from the “woman and her husband,” and we signed off.
* * * * *
She arrived home Saturday a bit after 1:00 p.m. I drove her to Croftfield Café, a rustic eatery at the base of the nearest mountain. Having missed the breakfast and lunch crowd, she and I were the restaurant’s only customers at that hour.
Upon returning home, we lay in bed. I turned on the bedside recorder as her previous night’s story unfolded. For the reason of her late return, I correctly assumed it must have been a good night for both. She laughed at my remark, saying, “I lose time when fucking.” She had recently offered a reason I hadn’t before heard about why she eagerly continues having sex with other men. I suppose I should have learned that long ago. She said at those times it’s like leaving the planet and everything on it behind. All work or other concerns disappear during sex. With me, it’s enjoyable; but she has often told me that if it wasn’t more fun with someone she doesn’t live with, there would be no point in doing it at all. I understand that. The excitation in marital sex always wanes after a time. When another man is fucking her, nothing else is on her mind.
My wife’s excitation intensified the closer she got to his place. She pulled into the apartment complex’s parking lot a half hour after leaving our home. He greeted her at the door, closed the room’s drapes, and they talked for fifteen minutes. He told her, “You’re breathtaking.”
Their first topic was about Ben and Liz, who had referred him to my wife; and then, by telling him a few non-identifiable personal matters, she led him into talking about his past, his feelings, what insecurities he had ever felt, and how he has changed since childhood. That’s rather common for Gigi; she has learned the sex is always better if each understands the other in the most personal ways. He made no effort to hide his stiff dick, which had swollen to full measure beneath his jeans.
Wynn leaned closer and kissed her fully on the lips. His fingers slipped beneath her blouse and caressed a breast. No words passed between them. Pushing the blouse higher, he bent to suckle a nipple. His hand crept up her thigh until reaching my wife’s treasure. Moaning, she unzipped his fly and curled her fist around his cock. When he broke away, she leaned to his lap to take his rod into her mouth. Her head bobbed furiously onto his manhood.
He said, “Thank you,” and she pulled away so he wouldn’t yet eject his sperm. He knelt on the floor as she sat on the couch, parted her legs, and licked her clit. Gigi’s body shimmied at the sensation. She pleaded, “Fuck me.” He stood and led her to the hallway. Their clothes fell away along the path to his bedroom.
I was stiff and stroking by the time she got this far in her story. And, as I often do - although she isn’t fond of my asking in the middle of her stories - I inquired, “How big is he?” She giggled and said, “Bigger dick all around than you. Not as big as my boss. And it doesn’t shrink easily when he finishes.”
My wife lay on her back and spread her legs as he went down on her for several minutes. Her hips urgently rotated, rose, and fell as he tongued her cunt. She squealed as an oncoming orgasm raced through her body. His tongue rolled rapidly about her clitoris and she screamed in a mind-blowing climax.
Crawling between her legs, he gripped his cock and guided its head to the mouth of her cunt. She cried out, “Oh yes!” His torpedo sank into her channel. My wife wrapped her legs around his thighs as he jack-hammered her pussy. Each moaned and sighed as they fucked. She experienced the explosion of a second climax and sobbed uncontrollably as rivulets of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She guesses he went on for fifteen minutes before warning with a grunt, “I’m going to cum inside you.” She responded, “Yes! Please.” I don’t get it, but she claims she could feel his spurting jizz as he was cumming. Tightening her cunt, she gyrated her hips to drain the last droplets.
Her descriptive account captivated me. Gigi paused in her narrative and I crawled atop her. She moaned as my cock entered her opening. I fucked her slowly at first but increased in tempo as she went on with her tale – and soon would be cumming amid groans and whimpers.
They talked a few minutes until Gigi fell asleep. She was awakened some hours later as he rolled her to her knees and entered her cunt from the rear. She doesn’t think he ejaculated but was slamming into her for what seemed a long and pleasurable time.
Theirs was a particularly passionate night. My wife almost always awakens at 5:30 but didn’t wake up that morning until around eight. She crawled atop him and rode his cock like a cowgirl on an untamed bull. Both were soon cumming hard with blissful moans. They lay in bed a long time, kissing, cuddling, and talking. She declined his offer to fix breakfast. She told him she should be going soon, that her husband planned to return from his “trip” around two p.m.
As she was leaving, she told him to anticipate as much as a couple of months before she would be again calling him for another romp. He walked her to the car and was still watching from the apartments’ parking lot when she turned the corner toward home.
As she wound down her story, I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept well the previous night. Gigi gave me a full body rubdown and I dozed off by the time she had worked her way up to my shoulders. Upon waking up a couple hours later, she was still in bed, her elbow bent as she propped her head onto a hand. She said, “I liked your reaction to my little narrative. I often say I don’t believe you when you claim ‘it was good for me as for you.’ But I think it really was this time.
I said, “It was. Just as good for me as for you.” She laughed at that.
This morning, we skipped church. We took a shower together, dressed, and drove to the City Park to feed the ducks. That’s also as good for me as it is for the ducks. We’re now home; she’s working on some bank project in our bedroom, and I’ll be catching up on a project I had begun at the office. I thought this was a pretty good weekend.
~ Des
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rascalnvixen
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Des,
Thanks for this update!!!! Gigi is getting pretty comfortable in her desire for other cocks. And it seems she is also comfortable in playing with new ones as well. I'm glad she didn't get all enthused about Wynn to the point she wanted to play with him in her regular rotation. Seems she has her head on pretty straight about all this. The only thing that isn't clear in the narrative is her attention to STDs and the Covid virus. I know you have said she is careful but just what attention does she give to these potential issues? Or.. Does she try to judge that from her interviews and possibly ask the men straight out about their health history?? Other than that she sure had a hot time with the new guy. She's gonna need some Boss cock soon!!!
I'm looking forward your trip with Beau and Sherry to the out of town wedding in May (??). There are so many opportunities for open minded folks!! 
Rascal
Thanks for this update!!!! Gigi is getting pretty comfortable in her desire for other cocks. And it seems she is also comfortable in playing with new ones as well. I'm glad she didn't get all enthused about Wynn to the point she wanted to play with him in her regular rotation. Seems she has her head on pretty straight about all this. The only thing that isn't clear in the narrative is her attention to STDs and the Covid virus. I know you have said she is careful but just what attention does she give to these potential issues? Or.. Does she try to judge that from her interviews and possibly ask the men straight out about their health history?? Other than that she sure had a hot time with the new guy. She's gonna need some Boss cock soon!!!
I'm looking forward your trip with Beau and Sherry to the out of town wedding in May (??). There are so many opportunities for open minded folks!! Rascal
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Man she must have a six sense about men with big cocks or do you think it’s the other way around that men with big cocks give off something that attracts women like Gigi?
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Awesome Update on Wynn and Gigi Des. It sounded like Gigi and Wynn had a hell of a hot night and I just love how she describes it to you when she returns. I can't imagine her telling you all of that while you are enjoying stroking your Dick in and out of her Velvet Pussy. What a feeling that must be. I just love the relationship you and Gigi have with one another. That would be so awesome to have that. Enjoy it to the fullest as I am sure it is a very rare thing.....All the best to you both....Cheers.
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About those STDs and Coronavirus – That’s something I should have mentioned in the past. Yes, she’s always aware of that possibility. What’s different about him is that he’s a Nurse Practitioner, in many ways similar in training and education to that of a MD. Medical professionals are probably more aware of those problems than almost any other demographic. With others, her conversations with other men include background and personal questions that can determine whether they’re likely to have either problem. Good questions. (And Jon and Marianne's wedding is Mid-April, not long off.)rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Sun Mar 21, 2021 7:27 pmDes,
Thanks for this update!!!! Gigi is getting pretty comfortable in her desire for other cocks. And it seems she is also comfortable in playing with new ones as well. I'm glad she didn't get all enthused about Wynn to the point she wanted to play with him in her regular rotation. Seems she has her head on pretty straight about all this. The only thing that isn't clear in the narrative is her attention to STDs and the Covid virus. I know you have said she is careful but just what attention does she give to these potential issues? Or.. Does she try to judge that from her interviews and possibly ask the men straight out about their health history?? Other than that she sure had a hot time with the new guy. She's gonna need some Boss cock soon!!!
Rascal
(from) Tracey52
Man she must have a six sense about men with big cocks or do you think it’s the other way around that men with big cocks give off something that attracts women like Gigi?
Hi, Tracey. She has learned a larger-than-average tool isn’t common and there’s no way to know that when meeting anyone else other than seeing them naked. Throughout our experience, the feature that attracts her most has been a man’s personality more than anything else. We each have read published statistics of penis sizes. Larger sizes like her boss are very rare and normally determined by race. The world’s largest penises are from the Congo, just under seven inches. The average in the U.S. is around 5.6 inches. Most men would be surprised to learn that only about 11 percent of women report in surveys that penis size is important. That’s generally true for Gigi, but she admits the very large sizes have a advantage when having sex. I have come to think it's mostly psychological and based upon past life experiences and girlhood fantasies but haven't come across any research to confirm my suspicions.(from) Scotch98
Awesome Update on Wynn and Gigi Des. It sounded like Gigi and Wynn had a hell of a hot night and I just love how she describes it to you when she returns. I can't imagine her telling you all of that while you are enjoying stroking your Dick in and out of her Velvet Pussy. What a feeling that must be. I just love the relationship you and Gigi have with one another. That would be so awesome to have that. Enjoy it to the fullest as I am sure it is a very rare thing.....All the best to you both....Cheers.
Hi, Scotch. I consider myself fortunate she enjoys recounting her experiences in considerable detail. When I forget to turn on my bedside recorder, I don’t at times recall every facet while updating my journal. She remembers each for days afterward. The most detail ever she can recount is that of many years ago, the first time she had sex with her coworker. But there’s a reason; I often ask her to tell me that again and again when we’re having sex, so it’s burned into her brain. I don't know why that one incident of cheating is among the most exciting to me, but it never fails to turn me on.
Good points, all. Thanks for all that.
Our hotwife history from its beginning at viewtopic.php?f=5&t=50057
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Des writes: Gigi won’t allow me to fuck her before a date, but she considers my oral manipulations as an aspect of prepping for another man.
Gig is so unpredictable, and seems to enjoy second guessing you, It may be a step too far, but who knows that one day she may say to a lover, I got my husband to provide some lubrication for you, so he fucked me first! he wouldn't be the first to enjoy being second in line. It may amuse her if you told her of my suggestion.
Gig is so unpredictable, and seems to enjoy second guessing you, It may be a step too far, but who knows that one day she may say to a lover, I got my husband to provide some lubrication for you, so he fucked me first! he wouldn't be the first to enjoy being second in line. It may amuse her if you told her of my suggestion.
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Until tonight, Gigi hasn’t had sex with anyone this week. I assume she is now making up for that.
She has begun her non-credit, adult night class in astronomy at the local university. At last night’s class, the instructor paired off students to view various images outside the classroom building. He chose Gigi as his partner. She told me when arriving home, his hand “accidentally” touched hers a few times as she looked through the telescope.
She asked his opinion of the best amateur telescope to buy for home. He invited her over tonight at seven-thirty to see his own. I inquired if he has an ulterior motive. She laughed and said, “Sure. I know it isn’t to just to see his scope. He could have told me at the time what he has and where to buy it locally.”
As she had changing from her work clothes into a grey sweatshirt and jeans, I asked what she expected his scope to look like. She smiled and said in a sensuous tone, “I’m anticipating a long, rigid tube that slides easily into its channel. And it probably feels very stiff to the touch.” I grinned and said I didn’t think she and I were thinking about the same thing.
All I know about him is that he might be around 5’9”, has longish blond hair, and probably in his early 50s. He’s a full-time instructor at the school. When I asked if he’s “good looking,” she said, “Yeah, he looks a little like you but more pale and with light-colored hair.” She left for his place about seven and phoned when pulling into his driveway. She said, “Don’t wait up. I’ll call when I’m leaving.” I told her it’s okay with me if she comes home tomorrow, and we can then go out for breakfast.
I haven’t since heard from her; but, by now, I’m guessing they’re now well into whatever he and she intended to do. For the reason it doesn’t take this long to make notes about an amateur telescope, I expect this lesson may take all night.
~ Des
She has begun her non-credit, adult night class in astronomy at the local university. At last night’s class, the instructor paired off students to view various images outside the classroom building. He chose Gigi as his partner. She told me when arriving home, his hand “accidentally” touched hers a few times as she looked through the telescope.
She asked his opinion of the best amateur telescope to buy for home. He invited her over tonight at seven-thirty to see his own. I inquired if he has an ulterior motive. She laughed and said, “Sure. I know it isn’t to just to see his scope. He could have told me at the time what he has and where to buy it locally.”
As she had changing from her work clothes into a grey sweatshirt and jeans, I asked what she expected his scope to look like. She smiled and said in a sensuous tone, “I’m anticipating a long, rigid tube that slides easily into its channel. And it probably feels very stiff to the touch.” I grinned and said I didn’t think she and I were thinking about the same thing.
All I know about him is that he might be around 5’9”, has longish blond hair, and probably in his early 50s. He’s a full-time instructor at the school. When I asked if he’s “good looking,” she said, “Yeah, he looks a little like you but more pale and with light-colored hair.” She left for his place about seven and phoned when pulling into his driveway. She said, “Don’t wait up. I’ll call when I’m leaving.” I told her it’s okay with me if she comes home tomorrow, and we can then go out for breakfast.
I haven’t since heard from her; but, by now, I’m guessing they’re now well into whatever he and she intended to do. For the reason it doesn’t take this long to make notes about an amateur telescope, I expect this lesson may take all night.
~ Des
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rascalnvixen
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Des,
I knew that kinky old prof would figure a way to try to get into her pants when she showed up at his class!!!! I guess we will have to wait to find out what he has to offer her and how she feels about him, if he is worthy of being included in her stables. Personally, I hope she doesn't choose to spend the night with him the very first night. It's just something that should be earned not bestowed upon, in my opinion. But if he has good dick and knows how to use it and can use it several times, I guess she will stay as long as he can keep her entertained!!
Looking forward to your update!! Now I'm sure he'll be able to tell her where Uranus is sometime soon!! hehehe
Rascal
I knew that kinky old prof would figure a way to try to get into her pants when she showed up at his class!!!!
I guess we will have to wait to find out what he has to offer her and how she feels about him, if he is worthy of being included in her stables. Personally, I hope she doesn't choose to spend the night with him the very first night. It's just something that should be earned not bestowed upon, in my opinion. But if he has good dick and knows how to use it and can use it several times, I guess she will stay as long as he can keep her entertained!! Looking forward to your update!! Now I'm sure he'll be able to tell her where Uranus is sometime soon!! hehehe
Rascal
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afagehi7
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He's risking his job. If anyone found out he had a student to his house his contract wouldn't be renewed and one has zero recourse for a contract non-renewal. Academia is open season on anything sexual, racial, etc.Des 31 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 26, 2021 7:17 pmUntil tonight, Gigi hasn’t had sex with anyone this week. I assume she is now making up for that.
She has begun her non-credit, adult night class in astronomy at the local university. At last night’s class, the instructor paired off students to view various images outside the classroom building. He chose Gigi as his partner. She told me when arriving home, his hand “accidentally” touched hers a few times as she looked through the telescope.
She asked his opinion of the best amateur telescope to buy for home. He invited her over tonight at seven-thirty to see his own. I inquired if he has an ulterior motive. She laughed and said, “Sure. I know it isn’t to just to see his scope. He could have told me at the time what he has and where to buy it locally.”
As she had changing from her work clothes into a grey sweatshirt and jeans, I asked what she expected his scope to look like. She smiled and said in a sensuous tone, “I’m anticipating a long, rigid tube that slides easily into its channel. And it probably feels very stiff to the touch.” I grinned and said I didn’t think she and I were thinking about the same thing.
All I know about him is that he might be around 5’9”, has longish blond hair, and probably in his early 50s. He’s a full-time instructor at the school. When I asked if he’s “good looking,” she said, “Yeah, he looks a little like you but more pale and with light-colored hair.” She left for his place about seven and phoned when pulling into his driveway. She said, “Don’t wait up. I’ll call when I’m leaving.” I told her it’s okay with me if she comes home tomorrow, and we can then go out for breakfast.
I haven’t since heard from her; but, by now, I’m guessing they’re now well into whatever he and she intended to do. For the reason it doesn’t take this long to make notes about an amateur telescope, I expect this lesson may take all night.
~ Des
It's not gigi's problem obviously.
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Awesome Des, Really looking forward to your update. I have a feeling Gigi taught him him a few things last night......
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Hi Rascal... Well, I'm up early, just after five this morning, and she's not yet home - so he got the all-nighter anyway. I mentioned as she was walking out the door last night this might become a regular after-class thing. She giggled and said, "Well, we never know, do we?"rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Fri Mar 26, 2021 8:45 pmDes,
I knew that kinky old prof would figure a way to try to get into her pants when she showed up at his class!!!!
Looking forward to your update!! Now I'm sure he'll be able to tell her where Uranus is sometime soon!! hehehe
Rascal
Maybe she's just getting ahead of the class on her lessons.
~ Des
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You're right as usual, A7. Every sexual and racial blowback I have read about has been the result of alleged victims filing complaints. I don't know the extent of their previous conversation but anyone who talks with Gigi five or so minutes will realize she isn't the sort to create problems for others. Like most women, she has had opportunities in the past to complain about others for various reasons but would never do that unless bodily threatened; and, of course, she is almost always covertly armed when in groups. It would be a bit lengthy to explain all that, but she comes across as a friendly, calm type who can be trusted. Having considerable knowledge of past experiences, I'm reasonably sure he recognized that and whatever her reactions to whatever he may have said to her.
Thanks for the comment; those are good rules for anyone reading this to keep in mind. We personally know a couple of men who have had civil litigation against them for alleged sexual harassment and one of those lost his job. And we were once vaguely acquainted with a woman who was determined to have made a false accusation against a man we don't know. She was sued over it, but we don't know the final outcome.
Gigi phoned a few minutes ago and is on her way home. I'll let you know how it went. We're going out for brunch later this morning.
~ Des
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afagehi7
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She's staying over night more and more frequently. Hopefully this guy had a huge cock!Des 31 wrote: ↑Sat Mar 27, 2021 6:04 amYou're right as usual, A7. Every sexual and racial blowback I have read about has been the result of alleged victims filing complaints. I don't know the extent of their previous conversation but anyone who talks with Gigi five or so minutes will realize she isn't the sort to create problems for others. Like most women, she has had opportunities in the past to complain about others for various reasons but would never do that unless bodily threatened; and, of course, she is almost always covertly armed when in groups. It would be a bit lengthy to explain all that, but she comes across as a friendly, calm type who can be trusted. Having considerable knowledge of past experiences, I'm reasonably sure he recognized that and whatever her reactions to whatever he may have said to her.
Thanks for the comment; those are good rules for anyone reading this to keep in mind. We personally know a couple of men who have had civil litigation against them for alleged sexual harassment and one of those lost his job. And we were once vaguely acquainted with a woman who was determined to have made a false accusation against a man we don't know. She was sued over it, but we don't know the final outcome.
Gigi phoned a few minutes ago and is on her way home. I'll let you know how it went. We're going out for brunch later this morning.
~ Des
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A few may wonder why I haven't been online more than perhaps two minutes this past week. I'm recovering from two emergency surgeries and haven't even answered a single email, which is also piling up. My wife returned some phone calls in response to some of those. I'll should be able to return here and elsewhere within a few days but just cannot generate interest in doing much of anything at the moment.
~ Des
~ Des
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Whosbeensleeping
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Crap, sorry to hear it. Hope you're on the mend in short order.
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rascalnvixen
Re: My Wife's Hotwife History - Will eventually be everything
Des,Des 31 wrote: ↑Fri Apr 02, 2021 4:31 pmA few may wonder why I haven't been online more than perhaps two minutes this past week. I'm recovering from two emergency surgeries and haven't even answered a single email, which is also piling up. My wife returned some phone calls in response to some of those. I'll should be able to return here and elsewhere within a few days but just cannot generate interest in doing much of anything at the moment.
~ Des
Sorry to hear of your recent health concerns. I hope you have a full recovery very soon!! I'm sure there are more than "A few" who have missed your presence here and I'm sure they echo my wishes for your quick recovery. But it wouldn't be a "Rascal" post without a little attempt at humor and maybe you will take this as a way to cheer you up and not to make fun of your situation. So, having said that, I hope that one of those emergencies wasn't a problem with with a 5 hour hard on after a Viagra pill!! Ok, not a great joke but it's about all I can put together on the spot like this. I'll have my own surgery issues next week, I have to have carpal tunnel surgery on my right hand. That means that afterwards I'll have to do my typing with one hand as a result of that surgery and associated bandages, not for the usual reasons guys here might be typing with one hand!!
Maybe I'll have some more for you later, but for now, I offer my best wishes for your feeling better and getting well soon!!!!Rascal
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Wishing you the best Des!
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Mercy Des, So sorry to hear about the two emergency surgeries. I hope they were not serious but emergency surgeries are usually pretty serious. I hope everything was successful and you are on the mend. All the best to you and Gigi. Take it easy and get well soon....Cheers
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Get well soon Des
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Two emergency surgeries!!!!!
Get better Des.
Sending best wishes for a speedy and complete recovery.
Get better Des.
Sending best wishes for a speedy and complete recovery.
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I too would like to express my good wishes for a speedy recovery, you are a stalwart on this forum, your perceptive comments bring balance and sensitivity to this guy and It must be comforting to have Gigi's full care and attention as you covalence.
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Sure hope you come roaring right back... Miss your posts. Hope Gigi is taking a bit of time off from her adventures and is taking really good care of you - as much as you support her adventures, you deserve it.
Get well soon!
Get well soon!